Maeve takes a step back and then one step forward, repeating the process about three times to make sure she's in the right place.
—García why does your office look like the place where santa would live? — She said when she finally decided to enter.
— it's christmas — The blonde answers as if it were obvious.
— It's November.
— Almost Christmas.— She still keeps a bright smile on her face.
— Sure. Could you check if the security cameras and send me a copy?
— Why do you need it?
— Protocols Hotch asked me to take over a few things.
— It's forty-eight hours of recording. It would take about twenty minutes to send you the encrypted file.
— It's okay. Not rush.
Maeve almost left but Garcia's voice stopped her.
— Will you come to dinner?
— What dinner?
— My almost-christmas dinner. Tomorrow night, in my house.
— Oh. — Maeve had never been to anything like this. —Should I bring something?
— There's no need. — García gives Maeve a smile that almost sends shivers down her spine. — But there will be a dress code.
— Dress code?
— Everyone must wear a specific range of colors. Pink, Green and Blue. So they will go according to my decoration.
Oh boy.
Maeve just nodded in confusion as she walked out, wondering if that was something typical of Christmas or García was just weird.
The last few weeks Maeve and Spencer have been together...they always have been, but this has taken it to another level. No one seems to notice the obvious except for:
— Reid likes Hunter. — Says Morgan without anyone even speaking to him
JJ and Prentiss who were in the kitchen with look at him in confusion. Both women continue to drink their coffee and ignore him.
— Are you going to tell me that you do not notice it?
— I actually knew it from the first day I saw them together. —Emily replies.
— Well, I've seen that she calls him Spence... Do you think they're dating? — JJ asks now. — Why would they be hiding it? The blonde's expression changes to one of concern when she notices the man's intent. —Morgan, don't pry. If they're dating, they'll tell us.
— Who are dating? — No one knows what to answer when Maeve arrives, so she ignores the silence. — Does anyone know why Garcia loves Christmas so much? She just invited me to an almost Christmas dinner or something.
— I don't think she loves that too much.— Morgan gives the two women sitting next to him a look before answering, —I think she loves that like a normal person, we just don't like it that much.What about you? — He points to the brown-haired and the black-haired woman. — In theory you are the new ones, what do you think of Christmas?
Hunter and Prentiss exchange glances, Maeve shrugs, and Emily decides to speak first.
— They are not important dates. It's like a normal day.
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𝓬𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐲 .ᐟ
Fanfiction𝓬𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐲 It is the story of Maeve Hunter, A girl who has dealt with her life on the streets manages to enter the BAU unexpectedly, There Maeve meets Spencer Reid, the BAU's kid, Experiencing confusing emotions for her, Spencer...
